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DC Comics Roleplay: Fall of Justice

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Congratulations on your new debt, obligation and chores.

@Hound55

The more people I phone to deal with things the less and less I have a will to live.

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Me and the missus now own a house.

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^{"My father once said, They will race behind you. They will stumble. They will fall. But in time... they will join you in the sun. In time... you'll help them accomplish wonders. I still believe we can get there."}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Clark Joseph Kent _________________________________________________________ Kryptonian | Farmer _________________________________________________________ Smallville | Kansas | United States of America C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vivamus at mi mi. In imperdiet porta dolor, at fermentum nulla commodo eu. Suspendisse volutpat et ex tempor suscipit. Nullam tincidunt at nunc vel auctor. Donec venenatis, nisl nec fringilla varius, massa quam porttitor turpis, sed bibendum purus sem id risus. Nullam scelerisque lectus eget diam gravida malesuada. Maecenas consectetur est ac sollicitudin congue. Maecenas interdum erat dignissim lectus sodales, nec ultrices neque egestas. Integer convallis lacus at consequat volutpat. - P O S T C A T A L O G P O S T C A T A L O G _________________________________________________________ [+] - P O S T C A T A L O G ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ -

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ You've maybe read my Old Man Captain America now get ready for an entirely original idea... Old Man Superman! My concept hinges on Superman's shuttle arriving in 1954. His parents told him the truth of his origin when he was ten and his powers started to manifest. At fifteen his father, Johnathan Kent was drafted in the Vietnam war. Even at a young age, Clark had a keen sense of justice, feeling it unfair there was nothing he could do but take over for his father on the farm while also doing his school work, then when his father died in the war console and take care of his mother, for a while he felt intense guilt for having the power to have helped in the war but never having done so. Upon discovering his crashed Kryptonian ship thanks to a key his mother gave him, he learnt the truth of who he was. Donned the family emblem, and ventured out into the world in the late 70s as the hero that would come to be known as Superman. Like all heroes he fought alongside heroes against villains and natural disasters, but as time went on he made a life for himself. While Superman continued to make headlines Clark Kent met Lois Lane, the love of his life, got married and settled into a comfortable career as a reporter for the Daily Planet. A founding member of the Justice League he had been intending to come out to the world with his true identity, as a husband and a father, on the day Despero attacked. In the battle Lois Lane-Kent was named as one of the fatalities. One week later Superman hung up the cape for the last time at the official disbanding of the Justice League, Clark Kent packed up his office and returned to Kansas. To Smallville and the family farm, a Widower who would go on to raise his son. Jon Kent. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ I always liked the Boy Scout-type characters. I want to tell a very different story in this game than I typically do. I want to tell a very human story and I understand the irony in using an alien to do so. I want to explore real emotions, of grief and frustration as Clark continues to try navigate a changing world as a being of unfathomable power. Yet at the same time, he's a grieving husband who has to raise a son by himself. A son who is the hybrid of two peoples, and a son who is coming into his own power. Clark and Jon will explore their dynamic, and thei rplace in the world as Heroes as the story unfurls, all the while a New Superman tries to fill the void left behind. Jons 'uncle', Connor.

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I have a GM thing I need a couple of guinea pigs volunteers for. If not I'll just have it done as a background thing, but be cool to get some people in on it.

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Updated Rules

• Sheet acceptances now only have to wait 12 hours. I feel like sheets are less common this late in the game, and 48 hours just unnecessarily slows things down.
• I'm temporarily putting a pause on the 14 days to post. I started the IC at what I understand is a turbulent time for most, with various holidays, family gatherings etcetera. I would ask that anyone who is yet to post (there's only a few of you) let me know if you're still interested. I'm aiming to start pulling at threads for the over-arching plot soon.

@Mao Mao obviously acceptance on yours will depend on @Hillan and @Master Bruce going forward but you've been around long enough that you know how these thangs work.

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That's just 24 more hours to work on an opening post!

@Lord Wraith

Fine then take this!

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I was gonna alter the 48 hour rule for acceptance and remove it to speed up gameplay but I want to watch @Lord Wraith stew

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@Queen Arya Raven is

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Luthor doin' Luthor things. I fear for the superfamily.

@TGM

Nah @Supermaxx and @King Kindred don't need to panic... just yet.

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"Because of you, Kryptonian."

The alien smirked.

"Because you present a challenge."

Four Years Ago

Clark pushed the nail all the way through the wooden beams with a single finger. He had almost finished repairing the roof when Jons footsteps started coming up the track, Krypto bounding along happily at his heels barking away. With a single bound Jon launched himself into the air, Clark turned and caught him before the projectile child tore a new hole in the roof. Jon giggled at the feat of strength, once the air had returned to his lungs.

"I thought you were never coming back."

Jons face lit up the brightest shade of scarlet. "I may have crashed a few times."

"Don't worry, I saw, and heard."

A sheepish grin crossed Jons face. "You never told me flying was so...-" The boy paused for a second, as if the word eluded him. "-hard." He nodded to himself, content with his choice.

"Well there's a reason I haven't been throwing you off cliffs to find out if you were ready yet. I'm just surprised that you could fly straight away."

"Daaaaad, c'mon. Nobody would do that."

Clark chuckled to himself. "You should see what Batman puts the Robins through-" A lump caught in his throat as Jason crossed his mind. That was perhaps too crass a thing to say.

"I also might be a little jealous."

Jon raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side, in a gesture very reminiscent of his mother.

"I had to work up to flight. I started with tall buildings. Did you think they say that I have the 'ability to leap tall buildings in a single bound' came out of nowhere?"

"I thought it was just a phrase."

"Remind me to show you some old Newsreel your Grandma recorded on VHS of me starting out. T-Shirt, Jeans, jumping was the best way to get around."

"That can't be right, wouldn't that be... bad for wherever you landed?"

"Oh yeah. I was the bane of the tarmac before I learned to fly. Your Uncle Conor was the same."

Jon laughed, then a the biggest grin crossed his face. "So what you're saying is... I'm better at this than you?"

Clark laughed and faked moving to shove Jon off the roof. "I wouldn't quite say that yet."

Jon pouted. "Why not?"

"Well. I've not destroyed my bedroom roof in a while."

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"I said this day would come." Lex looked through the pile of papers before him, the surveillance photos, radar readings, and sound analysis profiles. Every possible scientific reading that could be taken non-invasively and as discreetly as possible was laid out before him. "I said it years ago in Metropolis when Superman first ousted himself as an alien. More would come, and since then." He pulled a chart to the top of the pile that showed the increase in activity.

"Oh but he's a good alien. That makes me feel so much better. I'm sure some freakshow out there thought Despero was cool, and look what happened there."

Files and files were scattered around the Oval Office, photos, clippings, and scans. It became more unhinged as it got farther away from the Presidents' desk. "I tried making my own you know. My own Superman." Luthor sighed.

"All the powers, all the skills but under the control of people who wanted what was best for the planet and humanity. Someone we could put on the frontline, get the media behind them and make the future of all mankind brighter." Luthor sighed. "He had other ideas."

Luthor stood up and walked through the room pointing at various photos as he did so. "When Superman retired. We met, but not many people knew that. We talked. We had been adversaries for so long it seemed wrong not to. We had waged countless battles against each-other, obviously with nothing substantial enough to hold in a court of law of course. I would never be caught doing anything illegal." His tone changed, almost begging a retort. A comeback, or something witty.

"We agreed to let bygones be bygones. I'm not a monster. He had lost the love of his life, a woman who despite being a thorn in my side I respected. He had a young son at home to care for. We agreed that so long as he never took up the cape again, I'd leave him alone in his grief. He could raise his son without the fear that I'd try and interfere with either of them. They'd live normal lives."

Finally, he came to the most recent picture, a group of satellite images showing a young boy crashing into a mountain before getting up and flying away. He picked it up and handed it over. The large woman took it in her hand and looked at it before closing the folder and starting right at the President.

"What exactly do you want me to do Luthor?"

"I know all about your secret team Waller."

A smirk crossed his face. "I want you to bring me Superman."